When up and coming model/actress is found brutally murdered in her apartment, her promoter and her sister are the two suspects. The promoter, a fellow by the name of Frankie Christopher (Victor Mature), is hunted by Police Insp. Ed Cornell (Laird Cregar in a great and creepy performance), and when he isn't given the third degree he is being consoled by Jill Lynn (Betty Grable.)

This is technically considered the first real American film noir, even though it is steps below others. For one thing, it is not as seedy and dark as other ones I've seen. There is no real femme fatale, unless you actually count the woman who is murdered, and at the core there is a real love story, one that is even sappy at times. But its fun to watch, even though it is a minor film in the bulk of things. The double surprise twist ending I could not guess coming, and once again nothing can beat black and white on the big screen